laughing out loud at the thought of being alive.

yes, yes, yes i return with another update from the files of clearly we have no problems getting into trouble whether or not CDD is around, but if we're together and there's a wedding dress involved we now MUST have chaperones.

after an incident with double K before at orchard bar, a rule was instated- straight impressionable females had to become off limits for a number of very valid reasons. thursday night, said rule was broken. broken with double k. whoops. i blame it entirely on the copious amounts of grey goose, running into some VERY old friends at dark room and running into my new gay boyfriend Mr. A the 2nd, all of whom are bad influences. so the rule was broken. on essex street no less. where i was spotted by none other than the little C from orchard the week before who totally felt the need to call me out.

ANYWAY, double k and i swore this would be the last time. mainly because, well, she has a boyfriend (did i forget to mention that?). whoops. last time. i promised.

thursday turned quickly into friday, which many of you know are always rock and roll and generally involve a trip to STrans. where we swore off alcohol, and promptly ran into a friend who shall remain nameless, but provided exactly what CDD and I needed to get married and also helped us well on in our drinking cause. CDD disappeared and i wind up talking to a cutie who turns out to be little C's best friend. do i get called out for my behavior on essex street the night before? absolutely. was i called a player and trouble? absolutely. did it ruin my chances? not so much. oh there was also an embarrasing incident involving the crush (the steady one) and brand new, but its not really worth getting into. (oooof!)

ANYWAY, misshapes and movida were out of the question for saturday as totally usesless saturday bled into totally useless saturday night. and i managed to stay mostly sober until Sunday night when I met up with double k. and yes, i broke the rule. again. it was only half my fault. i promise it won't happen again. don't judge.

yes, i'm aware that my postings are choppy at best. yes, i'm a aware that for a school teacher should be more cohesive. frankly though, my life isn't cohesive right now so why the hell should my writing be?

one last thing. i'm having the time of my life